FotoClub Cuenca

I heard about the FotoClub Cuenca a few months ago, but between my crutches and the December holidays, tonight was the first time I was able to attend.  I knew almost nothing about the group other than they are the Camera Club for Cuenca, and therefore my best chance of getting back into a photography circle to improve the quality of my work.

I showed up at 7:30, which was the announced time.  There were only three other people there at the time — Julie (a gringo friend visiting Cuenca that I had convinced to join me), the president of the club, and Pablo (a member).  Everyone spoke English, so I was heartened, though knew that would be short-lived.  The president told me that everyone always come late, because after all, this is Ecuador…  Sure enough, by 7:40 the room had filled up with roughly 30 members.

Pablo came over and sat near Julie and me, and every so often we asked him to explain what was going on, since the Spanish was rapid-fire and often over our heads.  He was a life saver, and helped keep the night a positive experience.

Club meetings are on the first and third Wednesday of each month, at La Riera restaurant (a change in location for 2014) at 7:30. The format of the meeting is that each member can bring in two images on a USB stick, which is given to the president for copying onto the club computer at the beginning.  Any subject is allowed, unless there is a “topic challenge” for that week.  

They then present each photograph in sequence, allowing anyone in the club to comment on it.  There were three or four people that mostly dominated the discussion, in particular filling in when nobody else would speak up.  By the end of the night, most members had said something on some photo though.  I never spoke up because of my limited Spanish.  However, several times I was trying to formulate how to say a thought I had, only to hear another member say it in fluent Spanish.  I was happy to have both had the same thought, and to have been able to understand the speaker!  Overall, I figure I understood maybe 10% of the comments that were made during the night.

After all photographs have been commented on, they are shown in groups of three for a “pre-vote” to select the better ones.  That set is then shown one at a time, and everyone can raise their hands as many times as they want for all the images they like.  The hands are counted and the name of the photo is changed to reflect the count.  When done, the top three vote-receivers get to announce who the photographer was and a short statement about the image.  Those three images will then be published on the club’s web site.

The group here is much younger than we had at the Berkeley Camera Club back in California, where most of the members were retired.  FotoClub is mostly composed of 20-something members.  It is clear in looking at the photos that they do not have quite the same range of experience of some of the senior members in Berkeley.  

In the next few meetings I will start submitting my own images.  I am particularly interested to discover if my style of images meet with local approval. Watch This Space to hear how I do…

Frient

It is sometimes frustrating when I speak “perfect Spanish” and the other person looks at me like I’ve grown an extra head.  I know I said it right… didn’t I?

Well, today I had a little lesson on what it probably sounds like to the native speaker I am trying to communicate with.

During parts of my regular physical therapy sessions, I am left alone while there is a heating pad and electro-shock electrodes doing their thing to my ankle.  I often listen to my Pimsleur Spanish lessons while lying there.  Since the walls don’t go all the way to the ceiling, they can hear me mumbling Spanish (or not, when stuck).  

The therapist assistant speaks almost no English at all, and is amused that I am working so hard to learn Spanish. After all, it seems like such an easy language to her? I asked if she had English in school, and yes, several years but she didn’t do very well at it.  Somehow the irony of those two statements didn’t sink in.  Ahhh, to be so young and naive again.

She then started giving me vocabulary words from her very limited memory of English, to see if I knew the Spanish.  I did pretty good for awhile:

  • “city”  — “ciudad”
  • “morning” — “manana”
  • “night” — “noche”
  • … and on like this for maybe 5 minutes …
  • “frient” — huh??

I sat up (while she was still massaging my foot) and asked “frient?”  She replied, “si, frient!” After saying that, and my having no idea what she meant, she pointed to me and then herself and repeated “frient!”

Ohhhh… “Friend” I declared. “d,” no “t”.  “Si, frient!”

I never did get a proper “friend”, but I gave the expected reply of “amigo” once I knew what was intended.

Funny how one little letter mispronounced can make a word nearly impossible to understand.  Now I think I have a better idea of why my “perfect Spanish” is so often met with befuddled stares…

Another Brick in the Wall

The Cuenca Symphony had their first concert of the year tonight and, as always, it was free admission.  This is a full size, professional symphony on caliber with any other city in the world.  There were 54 musicians on stage, about half string and half horns.

The program was varied, running from the classics of Strauss to modern pieces from Pink Floyd (Another Brick in the Wall) , and ending with three pieces by Ecuadorian composers.  For the last two pieces, the conductor brought out a flute and joined in with the rest of the symphony.

Visa Indefinida

We got our resident visas today!  We are now legal Ecuadorians!  We were also told to pick up our cedulas a week from Friday, which will be the final document to complete our legal integration into Ecuador.

The process took four hours today, and seems that it shouldn’t have taken more than an half hour.  I guess bureaucracies around the world are not very good at obvious streamlining though.  And whenever I think of the inefficiencies here, I remember what several friends went through to get legal resident status in the USA, and suddenly I am amazed how quick and efficient they are down here…

While we were waiting, one gringo went up to the counter to get something related to his visa.  When asked for his passport, the man said “I didn’t bring my passport with me because I didn’t want it stolen.” hmmm… Going into an immigration office without a passport and expecting to get anywhere…?  Needless to say, he was told to make an appintment to come back another day — with his passport.

Baptism Parade

Iglesia La Merced was the starting point for today’s parade celebrating the Baptism of Jesus

Yet Another Parade is almost becoming a mantra around here. Seems every week (day?) we walk out the front door and find a parade under way or in the making.  Today it happened again.  After yesterday’s small parade and the massive fireworks of last night, we were not overly surprised.  Hearing the music through our office windows, we decided to head down to the street and see what was up.  Sure enough, a parade was forming up about a block away at Iglesia La Merced.

As I described yesterday, today celebrates the Baptism of Jesus Christ and is the third of the Epiphany events of Christianity.  Let’s just jump in for some photos from the day.

Police were around mostly to direct traffic for the parade

Not sure how clowns figure in the celebration, but there were several in the parade

Cuencana’s love their music — and always loud. Cars with special speakers cranked to full volume made sure everyone in town knew they were there…

A statue of Baby Jesus had honorary position at the front of the parade

Lots of other baby statues were seen on other floats and cars too

There were more horses than cars… so watch your step!

Most parades here have groups of dancers. This time the very young were prominent dancers too

Food was abundant, and many of the kids were eating along the way

This ambulance had lights flashing and alarms blaring, but nobody would give an inch.  Not a good idea to have an emergency in this town…

There were lots of kids on horseback, usually with a parent within arm’s reach

Kids were being kids and playing when not actively part of the parade

And of course, kids always know how to be cute… even when not trying

As the parade progressed along Av. Loja, you could see the New Cathedral towers in the distance

At the end of the parade, there was a free meal for everyone at the Fátima neighborhood

Fireworks and Parade – An Epiphany

Tonight I could see six separate fireworks shows going on at the same time from our condo office window. Though seeing fireworks is a common sight around this time of year, I think a record was set tonight!

Sometimes walking around town, fireworks will suddenly erupt, as happened behind the Iglesia San Francisco

Evelyn was walking around town earlier today and stumbled upon Yet Another Parade, this time starting at Parque Calderon.  These seem to happen frequently, and we rarely know about them in advance. With both the parade and so many fireworks today, I did a bit more digging.  It appears that this is part of the Christian Epiphany — those times that Jesus made himself known to mankind.  The first epiphany is Christmas, when Jesus was born.  Last weekend (Jan 6) was the celebration of the Three Wise Men coming upon Jesus in the manger.  This weekend celebrates the baptism of Jesus.  The remaining epiphany will be celebrated to commemorate Jesus’ first miracle — the changing of water into wine (I am not sure of the date for that one?).

 

Since they are celebrating the baptism of Jesus, it makes sense that very young kids are the center of attention

Adults are always ready to party and parade too though

Cooking Shrimp (class)

I’ve commented several times about how many gourmet restaurants exist within a couple blocks of our condo.  Today a new variation appeared — a gourmet cooking school!  And yes, it is two blocks from our condo.  Today was La Warmi’s first such class, but they promise to soon start doing such a class every day, with a different meal being taught each day.  Unfortunately, their website is not yet up, so I can’t give a live link to it, but check out “www.lawarmi.com” in the future and with luck, it will start to show up soon.  They promise to post upcoming meal classes once the site it live.

Today we were taught how to make garlic shrimp, Ecuadorian style, as a main course.  We were then taught how to make plantains.

There were two chefs doing the cooking. One spoke only Spanish, but the other did most of the direct teaching, as all nine students were gringos with limited Spanish vocabulary, and she spoke perfect English.  The end results were absolutely delicious — even the plantain, which I must admit I am not generally a fan of.

Besides the basic recipies and general teaching of cooking, there were numerous hints and suggestions tossed out during the class.  A few of the things I learned (other than the direct recipe) included:

 

  • To tell if shrimp is fresh at the mercado, smell it.  if it smells like the sea, it is fresh.
  • Some vendors place the shrimp in a mild chlorine wash to make it more white.  If you smell chlorine, skip the vendor.  It isn’t dangerous, but ruins the taste.
  • Put olive oil on your hands before cutting chili.  It prevents the chili oil from permeating your skin and later causing eye irritation.
  • There are several varieties of chili in Ecuador. In general, the smaller the chili the hotter the taste. The small round ones that look like bell peppers are the hottest.
  • When making soup, suspend a single chili in the soup for the last 5 to 10 minutes of cooking, then throw away the chili. Adds a nice spicy flavor to the soup.
  • Tree tomatoes only come from Cuenca. They look like elongated tomatoes, though they are not really related to the “ground tomato.”  They are a fruit that is sweet and tastes like a cross between a normal tomato and a cantaloupe.
  • For a good aji sauce, combine two tree tomatoes to one chili (aji)
  • When boiling tree tomatoes, remove them from the water before their skin splits, or they will be bitter
  • When buying plantain, get the Dominique variety. They are bigger and thinner, and taste much better. They must be green to be ripe.

 

Jazz Society

Free music is available pretty much any Wednesday through Saturday night in several clubs in town.  Tonight we went with some friends to La Vina, where The Jazz Society plays regularly.  They are a volunteer jam group that has often have visiting musicians join them when in town.  The big names tonight were “Sweet Sue” Terry on the clarinet. Gil Barretto on sax and Renato Arbornoz on the guitar.  As always, good food, good music… and not bad wine (this ain’t Napa Valley )

Renato on left, Jonathan upper right, Jim (owner of Jazz Society) middle right, and Julio lower right

Sue Terry and Gil Barretto dominated the second half of the evening

Evil Is Only Fantasy

The banner says “if there is love, evil is only fantasy”

Yesterday was the annual Fiesta de los Inocentes, or “Party for the Innocents.” Originally it was meant to commemorate when Herod decreed that all male children under 2 years old should be killed, after he had heard of the birth of Jesus.  Historically, the parade consisted of men dressed in drag (representing the parents that disguised their boy babies as girls), and men in diapers (representing the target of the attacks).

While a few of those were seen in this parade, they were rare and hard to find.  Instead the parade has turned into a costume party and political satire event.  Before the parade started though, we spent some time at an art show that was coincident with the fiesta:

The lower two images are sculptures of one of our favorite local artists (Miguel Illescas). Upper left shows not everyone was excited though…

While waiting for the parade to start, we snacked on a delicious ceviche from a restaurant we had only heard about before

Witches were a frequent site, making it look more like Halloween than a religious event

The clowns of the Amistad Club led the parade

Ghouls were a favorite costume

There was a strong police presence, but they were pretty ineffective in controlling the crowd

Can you even tell where the parade is in that crowd?

Many decorated groups roamed the street just to be photographed

There were lots of political protests — even against dead ex-presidents

The leaders of Coopera were arrested for money laundering last year, which was the target of this protest

MacDonald’s opened their first restaurant in Cuenca in 2013, and was lampooned by this group

Several  universities lost their accreditation this year

We hadn’t heard of any problems with condors here, but this protest indicates they are an issue

Chevron’s pollution fight in the Yasuni was a predictable target

Apparently some people aren’t happy with the president having a personal plane

Sometimes I could not figure out what was being protested…

“The Seven Deadly Sins” won the $4,000 First Prize

Here are few of my favorite portraits from the day

The church from our condo window was glorious as always before we left.  I came across the kids in the playground while walking back home at twilight.

La Merced Niño Parade

We left the house today heading toward a major festival (see tomorrow’s post for details).  As soon as we were on the street we heard music and started walking towards it.  We had stumbled upon yet another small parade.  We hit these by accident throughout the year.  We have never been able to find a schedule for these ahead of time, and nobody we know has ever known about them until they suddenly show up on the street you are walking.  Judging from the very small crowds watching, it appears that nobody outside the local church knows either.

This particular one appeared to start at Iglesia la Merced — a church on Calle Larga a couple blocks from our condo.  This fit the pattern we have come to recognize as a Paseo de Niño Viajero parade.  Each parish (church) appears to have one of these on their saint’s day.  Once I am fully mobile again (I still limp pretty badly after only a mile or so of walking), I plan on checking out the churches better, and see if I can get their schedules.

These parades always involve the kids being dressed up in religious or colonial constumes… with the occasional Santa thrown in.

Most are riding horses, but some younger ones sit on a car roof.  Those even younger are carried in decorated strollers.

A few kids carry a plate of flower petals that they throw on the parade route.

Coming home later that night, the Iglesia Todos Santos (also a couple blocks from our condo) was lit up

 

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